一年以上ぶりのエントリー。なまけすぎですね。
SO, now that i'm back, what am I going to scribble about...? I have no clue..
Why did I come back to scribble and mumble out loud in the first place...?
Apparently scribbling is a habit that i broke quite a while ago.. but it's that time of the year again I guess, that makes me want to look back and reflect on past events...
I have just sent out the last batch of Christmas cards to my dear friends this morning, with a sense of accomplishment that i couldnt achieve this time last year; for our family was in a difficult situation which was followed by a tragedy.
My father passed away this January, after 7 long years of fighting MSA (multi system atrophy), a rare brain disorder. He was 60 years old. For the last 2 years, he was in a hospital always waiting for us to chat, joke, laugh, and feed him various treats that we always managed to sneak into his room. Although it was evident that he was getting weaker and losing control of his body as each day goes by, it was amazing (awe-inspiring even) to see his strength to stay so positive and how he could smile so naturally when we visit, or whenever a visitor would approach him at his bedside - considering the cruelty of MSA; your mind and senses are crystal clear til the end while you lose complete control of all of your muscles. Being positive, was a simple yet a powerful message, and a lesson well demonstrated in his final years. His death was followed by four long nights where family and friends came together, rather than to mourn his death, but to celebrate his release from the pain; the pain of not being able to react or interact. it was honestly the most emotional & remarkable four nights that i had experienced. Even after his death, he had managed to bring our family and friends together, to share the same emotion, and allowed us to become new friends in that process.
losing my father was undoubtedly the hardest thing that has happened to me, but what he had brought forth in return -the great memories that we could share, to be reminded of all the things he had and hadnt done that make me the man that i am, to be reminded of how much we are loved by our friends we hold dear- was enough for me to be positive and to go on.
he was a great father, and his shoes is a huge pair to fill, for sure!
enough scribbles i guess, for someone who had no clue to what to scribble about, before accessing his own blog after more than an year!
merry christmas to all of you out there. thanks to whoever is reading. and thanks to all my good friends.
i'll be back;)
